Two kings of the indie dancefloor unite for a warm, timeless take on 20th century pop and rock
Live review: Duane Eddy/Jarvis Cocker/Richard Hawley/Ellie Goulding, Clapham Grand, London
Jack’s birthday parties just get better every year...
To celebrate Jack Daniels’ birthday hundreds of punters have descended on this appropriately eloquent Battersea venue to drink copious amounts of whisky (guess which one?), wear comedy Stetsons and feat their eyes on a bill which features one bona fide US legend in twangy guitar hero Duane Eddy, as well as his new musical sparring partner Richard Hawley, Rich’s pal and former Pulp bandmate Jarvis Cocker and one of 2010’s biggest new UK stars, Ellie Goulding.
It’s the latter who kicks things off with a set drawn mainly from her debut album lights, though she throws in a cover of Midlake’s 2006 single ‘Roscoe’, a song Mr Eddy himself would have been proud of. It’s when the 72-year old eventually takes to the stage that things really get going. His 1960 UK Top Ten hit ‘Rebel Rouser’ sounds as fresh now as it did then, proving the old adage that old good music is timeless. He later joins Hawley, with whom he is working on a new album, for a short set, and, memorably, Cocker on Pulp’s classic 1996 single ‘Something Changed’.
Among the later highlights are Jarv tackling ‘Memphis Tennessee’ with the help of Chas from Chas And Dave, while later Goulding returns to the stage with Eddy to sing Nancy Sinatra’s ‘These Boots Were Made For Walkin'’. And a dizzying evening of collaborations ends with everyone getting up for a rousing version of Eddy’s signature tune ‘Peter Gunn’.
He sadly may not be around to see it, but Jack’s birthday parties just get better every year.
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